Friday, September 25, 2026

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Reverse Suicide.

piebald Watergate · as the heat breaks
on the wire clicks · & the red dots cluster
fence grain · but no record
bleached jeans the hard way · Bleriot's wings
   & the limits of Rock
Tzara already · luxury minutes to midnight
   sow broken SSTs
& the first halting · words of cyberpoetry

unintended tells · like tanlines
swore by · the Scotch Gambit
pale cerulean · even in those days
   sewing machine encountered
on a dissecting table· clownwhite
   & the clankers say
piebald Watergate · as the heat breaks

Invocation.

“For I had pondered on a rune of roses,
Which to her votaries the moon discloses.”

—Ernest Dowson

I FOOL ABOUT with my night.

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